Productive anger,
Reinforced by the heart's exhumed never post op to amputate hate ending rage, Happily residing adjacent to hope, Whose noose is the anthem of our time: prejudicial assertions, greed mongering and idleness to crime, Where our decay resides, Awaiting shame's regretfully never came: Trial.
In lieu of our participation in,
The abyss chorus
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